Me n the wife came up to San Francisco for the valentine weekend. Still here ATM. We went to Alcatraz today, pretty cool tour. I hit up a shop called the bloom room. Nicest dispensary I'd say I've been in, although not the biggest. I complimented the guy on a nice place and told him I was from so cal and he was like yeah we have some nice ones here but you fuckers got 100's down there! I said yeah I guess u got me there.
We're leaving tomorrow so I just picked up a brownie and a joint. I fully intended on partaking on that brownie with my wife and I made the mistake of letting her go first cuz I wants to go eat first. She ate half and 40 min later said she was really high. We came back to the hotel and I was still gonna join her and she actually talked me out of it! She smokes less than I yet still has a stronger tolerance than I do and I trusted her judgement when she said it would get me way too high! So I just got to live vicariously through her. Even she was too high and popped an Ativan, once it kicked in she fuckin passed out so that's where I'm at now
it it will be 3 days since I saw my plants by the time we get home, I'm sure they miss me a lot! I'll look to upload some trip pics when I get time tomorrow.
